Day 2 - The Abode of Memphis

For a few moments, the world swims funnily. The house seems to become like a dollhouse, small and segmented. The rooms of the house all expand outward away from each other like an architect's exploded diagram. And between the rooms, you can see the blackness of space. But it is not empty space. You can sense more than see creatures beyond, things pushing at the boundries, making the walls bulge and ripple at their pressure. And then, inexplicably, you sense something more mundane, something human. The rooms all rush back together and collapse back into the house and reality you are familiar with.